"Help me...... I don't want to be devoured......"

The cry for help came from the soul that was close at hand, the soul of a young man who might have gone into the forest with great ambitions, but now he was reduced to a ghost and could not be reborn.

The invisible but blood-colored chains run through the spirit body, limiting the range of action of this soul to the edge of the core demon array, no matter how hard he tries, his fingertips are always an inch away from the border, and the struggle with all his strength makes the body collapse inch by inch, and the huge scars penetrate the soul body, like a waist slash, but the soul body will not die for this, the moment the body is completely torn apart, he is blurred, unrecognizable, there are countless blood-red threads of the illusory soul body and the face is kneaded into squares, balls, The tadpole is in shape, and finally recovers the human body, with a clear face but with haggard and despair.

"Help......" He stretched out his hand with all his might, trying to touch the blood-colored diaphragm, but it was always an inch away...... The invisible chains of blood glowed, making him roar in pain, twisting his body frantically, but he could only watch as the blood-colored threads in his soul body became more and more, and his soul light became more and more unreal, and the severe pain made his soul twitch, spasm, and almost faint.

It was the pain that even death could not get rid of, it was the despair that could only watch his soul dim, and even the path of reincarnation was cut off, he was just a member of the demon array, an ant that the demon could easily crush, his struggle and resistance seemed so meaningless, he couldn't shake the chains, and he couldn't escape the desperate prison of fate.

Ling Qingyun was moved, he didn't know this young man but saw the suffering of this soul clearly, he saw that the young man's soul power was constantly deprived, he saw the young man being constantly tortured by the pain of the soul, he saw the young man rise and fall in the blood mist, constantly inhaling demonic energy, fierceness, resentment and despair appeared in his eyes, he saw the young man struggling with all his might, after all, he could not break through the shackles of a chain, he could only let out a lament of blood and tears.

"In the face of power, the weak are so powerless?" Ling Qingyun muttered, he seemed to see the scene of the Blood Witch Slaughter City a hundred years ago, the blood was surging to the sky, and thousands of people could only be destroyed in the magic power, they didn't want to live, but they were helpless in the face of overwhelming power, the weak ate the strong, the strong trampled on the weak, and the fate of the weak was at the mercy of the strong, this is an eternal principle.

And now Ling Qingyun is also a weak person, no matter how talented he is, as a golden body realm, he is impossible to resist the power that touches the mountains and rivers realm, in the past he was even weaker, only at the peak of the stone spirit, he was pressed by Lu Zhicheng and couldn't breathe, watching Mu Feiyu abuse and kill his companions and almost crazy demons, but even if he completely exploded his life potential, he couldn't fight against the existence of Linghua Realm, watching his companions being tortured and dying one after another, he had all kinds of unwillingness and remorse, how could the enemy of the mad demon, the strong Linghua who was high up, care?

But just now, the fallen demon Linghua powerhouse fell under his sword, and the corner of the blood witch's demon array was torn open by him, and he was still alive in despair, firmly facing another more terrifying and insurmountable despair.

"Is there true invincibility in this world?" he muttered, stepping into a desperate situation of a sea of blood.

The ubiquitous pressure is suffocating, the smell of blood that seems to bloom in the lobes of the lungs is dizzying, the strong and sharp resentment plays a chorus, conveying the sadness and resentment of all souls that makes people crazy, and the center of the terrifying sea of blood is the blood witch who holds everything standing proudly, an ancient sword swallowing soul light in his hand, and the evil aura is awe-inspiring.

It is simply unopposable, Chongxiao's fighting spirit will be shattered and disintegrated here, even the Tianxing Realm is also broken here, a golden soul shadow makes Ling Qingyun's heart tremble, he knows that this is the soul of the master of the law, and now it is picked on the tip of the sword, and it quickly withers like blood!

The three Tianxing powerhouses undoubtedly hated this to the extreme, but they were scarred, their swords, spears and swords pointed directly at the blood witch, but they barely had the strength to send out the next blow, even the Tianxing powerhouses were exhausted, they were too consumed, their injuries were too serious, and they were even deprived of their vitality by the richest blood light around the blood witch, and it was a miracle that they could still stand now, how could they be the opponent of the Dominator?

Ling Qingyun saw Yue Feng take a step with all his might, splashing a wave of ten thousand layers of blood, and stabbed out a shot with a sinister look in his eyes, this shot condensed all the battle intent and killing intent, like an invincible army galloping, as bright as the sun.

But the blood witch smiled and swung a sword, the bloody wind and bloody rain, thousands of resentful spirits drowned the sun, burying the last light of this doomsday land, following Yue Feng to fight in the south and the north, the spear guarding the border pass was broken, and the blood sword pierced into the body mercilessly, and the sword body rippled layer by layer, it cheered and jumped with joy, drinking the blood of a Tianxing Legion martial arts.

Spiritual fluctuations are spreading, making the entire sea of blood surrender and worship, this is really the spirit, it is the meaning of greed and joy, the will of the evil sword is being born, in the blood of the strong man of heaven, in the soul light of all souls crying, one after another spirits are surrounded by the blood sky and the sea of blood, struggling to make blood spill, wailing can not be exchanged for the slightest mercy, tens of thousands of chains are like leading pigs and dogs, in the eyes of the slaughterer is no different from livestock.

It seems that a towering tree is thriving, this tree is more magnificent and majestic than the spirit fruit tree in the past, it is rooted in the sea of blood buried in millions of bones, and every branch has a soul hanging, and now the time to harvest has come, the sea of blood has dried up, and the soul is dim, together with the energy of heaven and earth and aura, it has infiltrated into the trunk of the sky-piercing tree that is becoming more and more evil, turning into the transformation energy of the ancient sword and the blood witch.

It was also like the rotation of the millstone, everything in the millstone was crushed, turning into nutrients for the master of the demon array, and the blood witch who was feasting clearly understood how powerful this power was, and he couldn't help but smile, fantasizing about the killing feast that started with this.

All this was seen by Ling Qingyun, he stepped forward, his feet soaked in blood, a sword, blood splattered, cutting an invisible chain.

A soul flew out as if it had rushed out, and then froze, trembling a foot away in the blood film, the light disillusioned.

"I'm free!" the almost depleted soul wept with joy, and the shouts made were extremely weak, and suddenly he turned around and fell to the ground and knelt down to Ling Qingyun with infinite gratitude.

"The grace of the father, the next life will be reciprocated!" he kowtowed three silent heads, and then disappeared.

"Good all the way. Ling Qingyun didn't look back, just silently moved forward.

"A teenager?" Ling Qingyun's actions naturally attracted the attention of the Blood Witch, he blocked the thunderous slash, and looked at Ling Qingyun who was moving towards the depths with interest, knowing that the Demon Array had been completely activated, and clearly saw the tragic situation of the four Heavenly Movement powerhouses, he actually dared to approach?

"The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or does he know that there is no way to escape?" the blood witch grinned happily, as if he admired Ling Qingyun's resignation, he naturally would not let go of Ling Qingyun who destroyed a corner of his big array, and when he mastered the evil spirit weapon and promoted to the mountains and rivers realm, the young man who chased and killed the golden body realm would naturally be able to capture him.

"Let me think about it, what should I do with you?Transform the demonic spirit?Torture in all kinds of ways?Or imprison the soul and burn it with demonic flames for a hundred years?" the Blood Witch said with a smile, and now that the victory was in his hands, his voice became calm and kind again, like a kind old man.

Ling Qingyun heard it, he just bleeds expressionlessly, and only when he sees a soul struggling with all his strength does a little compassion appear on his face, the chain is broken after a sword, and the soul fly, which is only a moment away from exhaustion, seems to have escaped.

The soul quickly dissipated, but Ling Qingyun seemed to hear a grateful thanks.

"Help!" "Young man...... Please save me!" "Roar!" Ling Qingyun's actions attracted the attention of many souls, those souls who were still conscious and struggling to survive begged for help and tried to approach Ling Qingyun, the sword that could cut the chains and wait for a ray of light that appeared in their desperate situation.

Ling Qingyun ignored the soul and just continued to move forward, swinging his sword again and again, severing the chains along the way.

"You yourself are going to die, do you care if these souls live or die?" the Blood Witch spoke, and his voice came from all directions: "They are a group of dead people, what can you do if you save them? Even if there is a reincarnation and they can't repay you, no one will know what happened today, and no one cares about everything you do." ”

Ling Qingyun didn't answer, he had an answer in his heart.

Maybe the world doesn't care, but they do.

A Golden Body Realm was indifferent in the face of his own coercion, and in the face of his own Demon Sound Gu Temptation, the Blood Witch frowned, he didn't care about Ling Qingyun rescuing his soul, he just had one person and one sword, how much could he save with all his strength? It didn't affect the general trend at all, and he couldn't shake his transformation, but he didn't want to see this kind of tiresome righteous path powerhouse, hard bones, at this time of great joy.

The blood sword came out, the crystal-like long sword was shattered, Yuan Modi fell into the sea of blood and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the blood witch couldn't help but smile, he sensed Ling Qingyun's anger, but the power of the golden body realm was too insignificant, and anger was useless.

"You want to save these souls, but are these souls worth saving?" The Blood Witch smiled and waved the Blood Sword, surging resentment surged out, and in an instant, the souls around Ling Qingyun changed.

"Boy, come and save me, or Uncle Ben will skin you alive!" A soul in the form of a big man roared at Ling Qingyun, his face full of anger, better than that of a bandit or robber.

"Help...... No...... It's all you, I hate you, go to hell with me!" A soul exploded, and before he died, he stared at Ling Qingyun who was only a few feet away from him with great resentment, hating him for not saving himself, and treating him as an enemy more hateful than the Blood Witch.

"Roar !!" A green wolf soul stared at Ling Qingyun and roared wildly, opening its teeth and claws to tear him apart, and before it lay on the ground, looking at Ling Qingyun with great hope, docile as a dog.

In an instant, everything changed, but the good act of saving with all his might was exchanged for malice and resentment, as if saving was a matter of course, Ling Qingyun, who tried his best to save his soul, was extremely guilty because he failed to save everyone, and even the soul that had just been saved gnawed at Ling Qingyun and cursed, blaming him for coming too slowly, making himself suffer one more moment!

Incomparably ridiculous and incomparably real, yin and yang are reversed, and the whole world has betrayed Ling Qingyun.

"See? That's what they're really about, and you can only get that in return for your painstaking efforts to save them. The Blood Witch smiled kindly: "Don't care about the life and death of these weaklings, use your sword to kill all these ungrateful people, and then come to me, my child." ”

He moved his mind in an attempt to degrade Ling Qingyun and train this talented young man to become the strongest killing puppet, but this bewitchment only brought Ling Qingyun a cold look, and he continued to move forward, sword after sword, cutting all the chains that bound his soul.

He passed by one soul after another, he saw the young man who roared, the girl who cried, the old man who lamented, the wolf covered in bruises, the giant beast that was unwilling to roar, he also saw the soul that hissed and roared, switching between man and demon, and maintaining human nature even if he died, the mother of the demon beast who turned into a soul and still hugged the young beast tightly, and the lover with a desolate and happy expression.

Soul fluctuations set off ripples in his heart, like a chorus of ten thousand souls, the truest soul symphony.

Ling Qingyun covered his chest, this part was hot, the hot blood was burning, the killing intent was surging, and there was an unimaginable force that was about to erupt, which would devour the evil place in front of him.

He gritted his teeth and pressed it down.

How many tragedies have been caused by a fog, and how many souls will be devoured by a demonic array? Love and hate, joy and anger, sorrow and joy are all pale and powerless in the bloody catastrophe, and their souls are bound by chains, disintegrated in a storm like a knife, and reduced to the nourishment of a demon's transformation.

Ling Qingyun was still moving forward, swinging his sword all the way to save all souls, whether it was strong or weak, human or beast, and whether he expressed gratitude and resentment towards him.

He just wants to save, and it has nothing to do with the return, and it has nothing to do with the eyes of the world.

Even if there is no tomorrow, what if he will be buried in the Demon Array? He is who he is, and he will not change because of this.

Due to the gnawing of the resentful soul, and also due to the beating and erosion of the sea of blood, and the baptism of the uninterrupted storm, Ling Qingyun's body became broken, his arms exposed his white bones, his handsome face became ugly due to decay, and his shaky body looked like it would sink into the sea of blood in the next moment, and with this endless corpse, the blood witch was amazed, why did this young man who only had a golden body keep moving forward, and even approached himself?

"Let you come over and experience despair for yourself!" The blood witch's expression became cold again, he stroked the trembling ancient sword, and the incomparably resentful, incomparably evil, and incomparably thirsty for killing thoughts came from the sword, which made him feel excited, he knew that the machine spirit was forming, absorbing the aura of the entire world and the formation of ten thousand soul light, and the expanding power of the evil sword also made his strength skyrocket, which was the feedback of the natal spirit weapon!

Unless those most terrifying old monsters make a move, he will not make the same mistake as he made a hundred years ago, he will be more cautious, using human nature, and using the desires of one family sect after another to kill, he will create an even more terrible catastrophe, and maybe he will be able to leave a name in history with it......

"The so-called people are nothing but a group of the most despicable ants, each more evil than the other, but pretending to be high-sounding. The Blood Witch grinned and clenched Thunder's throat, the latter's glaring glare in his eyes was nothing more than a bluff.

Ming Yuan slashed down again, but was almost split by the blood sword that was infinitely close to the spirit weapon, the blood witch happily overlooked the strong enemy who had no strength to fight again, he would not kill the opponent immediately, the life of the Tianxing strong was very precious, suitable for use at a critical moment, and feeling their unwillingness and anger made the blood witch extremely happy.

The blood-colored vortex is spinning, like a millstone crushing the souls of submission and resistance, absorbing the resentment and aura of the entire world to create evil spirits, everything is not out of control, the blood witch is waiting for success, he has never been so excited in a hundred years.

Of course, he also paid attention to the young man who was not afraid of death, watching him cut off the chains one by one to save senselessly, but he continued to approach the tragic end of never being able to live forever, and finally, he set foot on the island in the center of the sea of blood, the core of the obscure demon array.

"Welcome, you are still the first guest. The Blood Witch said with a smile on his face, this is a fact, this small island of less than a square foot is the absolute center of the entire Demon Array, and the slightest damage is better than the destruction of the ten formations of the outer Demon Array, which is also where the soul light and life energy are absorbed, so he has always guarded this place, not allowing the four Heavenly Mobility powerhouses to set foot in a single step, and also isolating and blocking all kinds of attacks.

Now Ling Qingyun has ascended, but it is only because the Blood Witch does not care about the threat of the Golden Body Realm.

"Let me think about it, what should I do with you?" the Blood Witch smiled, "Tell me too, what do you like to die?"

"I'm here to destroy the demons!" Ling Qingyun's binge drinking sounded like a joke to the Blood Witch, but his expression froze before he could laugh.

He felt that there was a vital connection that had been broken, that is, the power of his standing in the center and dominating the Demon Array, and he also saw that the grinding disc that had been refining soul light for himself was shattered, and there was a larger, magnificent vortex slowly rotating, like a galactic cantilever, absorbing all the soul light, spiritual energy, and thousands of souls to form an eternal melody.

"No!" the Blood Witch roared, and he could see clearly, there was a wordless book hanging above Ling Qingyun's head, swallowing up the spiritual light!

What is this? Blood Witch is furious, this is his creation, he has painstakingly planned the opportunity he has been seeking for a hundred years, how can he allow others to get involved? He wants to kill the young man, but he is shocked to find that the Dao chains imprison him, making him unable to move!

"The Demon Array has been reversed?" the Blood Witch's eyes were full of incredulity and he roared, this was the realm he had spent hundreds of years building to take himself to the next level, and now he had fought back and imprisoned him to death?

"Blood witch, ambush you. Ling Qingyun looked coldly at the hysterical blood witch, and his sword shone coldly.

"Even if I can't move, you want to kill me with a golden body?" Blood Witch sneered: "This bit of restraint can be broken with your hands, wait, I'll let you know what life is better than death!"

Ling Qingyun didn't answer, he just stabbed out a sword, a sword with all his strength, a sword that burned potential, a sword that brewed infinite killing intent, and a sword that had accumulated and fused his entire life to destroy demons!

The sword is like a meteor, shining heaven and earth, but the blood witch just sneered, this sword is indeed very strong, it is not at all like a young man who has just entered the golden body realm can send it, relying on this sword is enough to be invincible in the golden body realm, and even attack the Linghua realm, but this sword can't hurt him, even if it attacks the vital point, it may not be able to pierce his eyeballs, even if it can really hurt him, that injury will be easily repaired by his strong vitality.

"I want to ...... with that little bit of strength What?" the Blood Witch's taunt turned into an exclamation before he finished speaking, he saw a misty white light appearing on the sword, he saw all the spirits surrounding the side of the sword, and he felt an incredible power accompanied by the sword light, this is by no means the power that can erupt in the Golden Body Realm, but like the power from the forest, from the heavens and the earth, from the heavens!

The boundless blood mist melted in the light, the souls roared, erupting with pure power that was incomparable to thousands of troops, and the voices in the darkness were praying, adding the light of the divine dazzling world, turning the sword into a meteor, and piercing the abyss!

This is merit, this is the soul, this is faith, this is the prayer of all beings, and it is also the heavenly net, which is negligent but not leaky!

"Just a golden body realm, how is it possible!?" The blood witch was unwilling to roar, he couldn't accept this kind of ending, he escaped the joint encirclement and suppression of the Tianxing powerhouse, he endured a hundred years of accumulated strength, he was only one step away from stepping on the mountains and rivers, how could he bear to be killed by a golden body realm?

The ancient sword was unwilling to tear the shackles, but it couldn't block the white sword light that was like a meteor.

Like the holy light of the pure world and like the thunder of heavenly punishment, the vast white light penetrated the body of the blood witch and also flooded the island in the center of the demon array.

The dark dome cracked, shedding the blazing and bright midday sun, and demonic energy, resentment, and even sin melted away like ice and snow in this light.

"No ......" In the light of the dissolution of the demonic qi, the blood witch roared, looking at the scar on his chest full of incomprehension and unwillingness, his voice with endless resentment and killing intent, also melted in the light.

Holding the evil sword tightly, the heavenly demon body that was supposed to be immortal slowly fell, sank into the sea of blood, and was buried with the sins......